A night alone but not a lonely night
For I have my sky to speak to
He likes to talk to me faintly
And sometimes loudly
I can feel him without really touching him
His vibrations move through me
But he is not scary
Even though his loud voice reaches far
His voice is a beautiful sound to my ears
He can move the earth with a whisper
He can make the grass dance to his tunes
And make the trees share a waltz
My sky is a warrior tonight
Strong yet graceful
"Don't take ME for granted," he tells me with a C R A C K of his smile
He keeps me occupied and in 'awe' with his tales
Until we both get tired and start drifting
Now only whispers I hear
He is getting tired I know
His voice weakens to softness
But he is loyal
And he sings me a song
Until my eyes close
Then he yawns once more
And follows me into the dark heavens